In my head, I’m screaming

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Anxiety. Itching in my brain. Pen scrawling across the paper. Colors and Black to smear and paint with. Disorganized. Organize. Stretch and write. Stretch and change the song. Paint. Create.

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I am no stranger to anxiety and depression. However, some of my best writing and sketches come out of it. Since I was younger, a kid really, I’ve used journaling as an outlet. The relief I get from scribbling out some thoughts onto a piece of paper is beyond explanation. Whenever I can, I recommend writing to my friends. Even if you write jibberish like above, it’s worth it.